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Liu Mingzhi looked at Fan in a speechless manner, and nine out of ten his brain was frozen: "Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you, what did you ask?"

It wasn't that Liu Mingzhi was putting on a show, the cold wind blowing yesterday made his mind feel like a paste, what he said was completely casual, without thinking at all.

"The world is safe with the law of both perfection, and you will not fail the Tathagata and not the Qing!"

"Hiss...Did I say that yesterday?"

Liu Mingzhi frowned, carefully recalling what happened yesterday, but he couldn't remember anything but the empress' cold eyes.

"The benefactor said, otherwise the poor monk wouldn't have waited here all night!"

Liu Mingzhi thought about it?source?The ghost knows where the source came from, whether the Buddha's words on the rotten street on the Internet in later generations are good or not.

"I can't remember this young master for a while. I just happen to be going to the martial arts field to exercise. Are you going?"

"Okay! The poor monk will move his hands and feet with Liu benefactor!"

A moment later, Liu Mingzhi and Liu Mingzhi stood on the martial arts arena, and next to them was Jiu Niu who was watching the show curiously with a mace.

"Little master, how do you practice?"

Liao Fan pondered for a while, holding the Buddha beads in his palms together: "Amitabha!"

Liu Mingzhi was gone too, and when Fan made any movement, a golden body of Arhat in the void appeared to protect Fan's whole body.

"What do you mean, little master?"

"Although the benefactor Liu strikes, the poor monk will never fight back. When the benefactor moves his body and informs the little monk, the little monk will naturally stop the meditation and think about it."

"My sun, are you looking down on people a little bit?"

Although he was depressed, Liu Mingzhi didn't hesitate in his hands. He couldn't use the Heavenly Sword when he moved his body. Liu Mingzhi clenched his hands into fists, and the sword move of Nine Styles of Sword Song was cast with his fists and smashed fiercely on Fan's immobile golden body. .

Strong winds crisscrossed, sword qi radiated everywhere, Liu Mingzhi ran out of moves and sword songs, Fan's immobile golden body didn't change at all, except for some rolling ripples.

Liu Mingzhi looked at Fan in amazement, and thought to himself how strong this little bald donkey's inner strength is, and the immovable golden body formed by the condensed true energy was fine even after receiving five punches from him.

Today's me is not fighting the five scumbags, but a sixth-rank master who has truly mastered the nine-style sword song.

As for how high it is, you don't need a ladder to go up the wall, you say it's amazing or not!

Seeing that Fan is like a living bastard, Young Master Liu is not convinced anymore, and directly uses his true energy to go all over the big acupuncture points all over his body, and immediately used the last move of the nine-style sword song to startle.

"Amazing!"

A sharp sword energy flew out from Liu Mingzhi's fingertips and swept towards Fan's immovable golden body, and the intersecting internal forces produced the sound of a sword clashing.

Panting, Liu Mingzhi looked at Fan's unchanged golden body and waved his hands: "Master, put away your supernatural powers!"

"Amitabha!"

Liao Fan gave a Buddha's name, and the dharma body with condensed true energy disappeared without a trace.

"Benefactor, can you move your body?"

"It's open, let me tell you what state you are in now, I have run out of nine-style sword songs, and I can't even break your stellar energy!"

"Ninth Grade Sovereign!"

"I, the sun, didn't you say earlier that the first rank is the first rank, and you asked me to fight the ninth rank with a sixth rank. Isn't this a joke? This young master is not one of those masters who can leapfrog challenges with their pig's feet!"

"Benefactor, can you tell the poor monk the source of the Buddha's words?"

Liu Mingzhi was stunned to think that Fan would be so persevering, and holding the stubble on his chin, Liu Mingzhi walked around Fan a few times, and a thought that had been lurking in his heart for a long time came back to his mind.

"Little master, the source of this Buddhist saying is a bit far away, are you sure you want to go?"

"The poor monk has been to the South of the Five Ridges, the East China Sea, the Western Regions, and the Great Northern Territory. As long as he can find the Zen of the little monk, the little monk is willing to go no matter how far away he is!"

Liu Mingzhi rolled his eyes: "This sentence comes from the Tripitaka of Mahayana Buddhism in the Great Leiyin Temple of the Western Heaven!"

Liao Fan looked at Liu Mingzhi blankly: "Dare to ask the benefactor, where is the Great Leiyin Temple, and what is Mahayana Buddhism?"

"Well, the little master should know that Buddhism was introduced to the East from Tianzhu, right?"

"What? Did Buddhism really come from Tianzhu?"

"do not you know?"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Fan in surprise, stumped, has history forked again?

"My little monk has heard about it, but there is no real record of whether Buddhism came from Tianzhu!"

"So that's how it is. My young master told you that now Dalong's Dharma is nothing more than Hinayana Dharma, and Mahayana Dharma is in Daleiyin Temple in Xitian!"

"Da Leiyin Temple!"

Chapter 642 You Say It's Miraculous

Liu Mingzhi looked at Fan's confused expression and his eyes rolled rapidly.

Tianzhu, that is, the later India is the birthplace of Buddhism.

Liu Mingzhi suddenly felt that it would be good to let Dalong have Tang Sanzang to go to Tianzhu to explore the road. Among other things, this guy's military strength is rare, and the golden body Arhat's dharma body is too deceptive.

Let such a master figure out the situation in Tianzhu and draw a good route. In case one day Dalong cleans up the civil strife and expands outward, the map is the most useful thing.

In addition to the branch situation described by Fan, it is typical to know yourself, know your enemy, and win every battle.

Let's not talk about whether we can get there, at least this guy won't starve to death on the road, let alone drink and eat meat, just go hunting if he can't get lucky!

Coupled with Qinggong opening the way, I don't know how many years earlier than the real Tang Sanzang came back, it is simply perfect.

"Hmm, Hinayana Buddhism can only mix vulgarity and light, while Mahayana Buddhism can transcend the dead to ascend to heaven, save the difficult from suffering, untie the knot of all grievances, and eliminate innocent disasters. It can prove the status of the golden body Arhat!"

Liao Fan's eyes lit up: "Amitabha, please tell the poor monk how to go to Daleiyin Temple to obtain Mahayana Buddhism?"

"Think about it clearly. Xitian Daleiyin Temple is one hundred and eight thousand miles away from Dalong. There are countless difficulties and obstacles along the way. It is not so easy to seek the truth. Maybe you will die halfway. what!"

"Amitabha, if Mahayana Buddhism is really as the almsgiver said, even if the poor monk dies, he will never regret it!"

Liao Fan tightened the Buddhist beads in his hand, his eyes were extremely firm, it seemed that he was determined to go to Tianzhu to learn Buddhist scriptures!

"Okay, since you are firm in your belief, little master, I won't be a bad person to stop you from seeking the scriptures. Just wait for a while and then I will come."

"The benefactor, please!"

About a cup of tea, Liu Mingzhi walked back with a silk map and handed it to Fan: "This is the map of the route to Daleiyin Temple in Xishan, which my young master got by chance, but it takes sincerity to obtain the scriptures." , When you meet a temple, you have to burn incense and worship Buddha, so you have to write down everything you encounter to express your sincerity!"